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Dexter Grif ([personal profile] whyarewehere) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2011-12-26 10:23 pm

A Visit from the Magical Snow Fairy

This comm has been quiet for TOO LONG.

The ship is now full of snow. Seriously. It's in the hallways. It's in your bedroom. It's all over the mess hall, the sensoriums, and of course the city. How did it get here? WHO KNOWS! It's just everywhere snow should be and then a whole lot more.

NOW DEAL WITH IT!

(Meme is, as usual, open to literally anybody. Ever.)
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[personal profile] prettycoolguy 2011-12-27 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
John squared his shoulders and stood straight. "You think it wasn't my home? I grew up there. Reach made me what I have to be and I got to watch it and my Spartans die from orbit, and have no choice but to run."

He did not raise his voice. He did not need to. The Chief did not rage, he did not yell, he did not threaten, but he could not hold back the raw bitterness. Reach still hurt. Reach had not stopped hurting since he'd committed himself to a cryo pod, knowing that James was lost and Linda was lying clinically dead in another chamber while the Covenant hunted any of his ground team that the plasma cannons had not already reduced to molten slag, knowing that there was a solid shot that he was the last SPARTAN-II still pulling air.

"I expect you not to waste time and energy on someone who is not your enemy. I expect you to put your emotions aside and do your job."

Which John himself had just failed to do. He felt slightly sick with disgust. He'd given in, he'd let himself show how badly the accusation stung. He was better than that.
Edited 2011-12-27 08:06 (UTC)

[identity profile] noble5.livejournal.com 2011-12-27 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You expect me?!"

Sure, what John had to do was hard, of course. But Jorge had sacrificed himself for Reach. He sacrificed himself in the knowledge that destroying the Supercarrier would be what saved his planet.

To know, now, that it wasn't the case... And to know that one of the very people who, to Jorge, an hour ago was trying to kill him...

Forgive him if he's not completely accepting.

"The Covenant is, and always will be, my enemy." Jorge spits out. "I'll put up with them. Not because you expect me to, or because you order me to. Because we both know that the order would mean nothing, even if we were both back in UNSC Space."

He pauses. "I'll do it for you, and for the hope that we'll get our universe back."